Lavenders “allure,”
they “lure” bees, butterflies, folk,
toxic air immune,
flower on spike, fragrant vent,
evergreen shrub in svelte perfume
dilute blob oe’r skin,
red blotches, wrinkles, acne,
stoma clogs clean flush,
witch hazel spoon scoop fold in,
with mauve plant a face fillip
Sweet, spiced and salty,
courses, with subtle mint hint,
wild herb a chef’s boon,
its honey glaze gels with greens,
or muffins, waffles, ice cream
Lavenders “allure,”
they “lure” bees, butterflies, folk,
toxic air immune,
flower on spike, fragrant vent,
evergreen shrub in svelte perfume
A pure white precious Opal
Met an Amethyst one day.
Amethyst loved the rainbow colours
That dazzled back her way.
A mesmerising iridescence
Met with purple calm.
Together they were beautiful,
Each with their own charm.
They trekked through many jewellery stores
But none of them would do.
They had bigger ambitions
Shared just between the two.
"We don't want to be cut down to size
For a pendant or a ring
Or become a decoration piece
Worn at a fancy gathering.
How about occasions rare and unique?
We'll bring awe to every town
When we are delicately placed, positioned
Well upon the royal crown!
We are not destined for greater things.
We are dreamers, that is all.
We call ourselves "The Midget Gems"
For the best things are small."
Amethyst prayers have been said for you
Miracles appear to smooth your path
Blessings fall from skies so blue
Inspired to live love and laugh
Turquoise tears flow from happy hopes
Inherited prayers still cover your soul
Only you can activate and grow
Never losing sight of your goal
on little insects
the amethyst starling feeds ~
violet hue haunts
whistles, trills, mimics
for territory and love ~
nature's purple gem
Aftermath of the denim dilemma
Lead my mind on a path to remember
Brain repainted pain as amethyst art
Make lemonade of lemons despite broken red heart
Nerves wound up in my stomach like intestines
Full of words verbs hopeful suggestions
The unspooling as we drift away
Growing apart in our own way
No longer the apple of my eye
Broken love wings no longer fly
Blue and brown eyes no longer cry
But look ahead for love in a new life
Morning sunshine is bright like her love
Onyx hair streaked with wisdom gray
Turquoise sky blessed from God above
Honoring every mom on her special day
Even if your mom is in heaven do know
Red love like roses bloom despite demise
Smile as she did and continue to grow
Do look up remember her words so wise
Amethyst prayers and silver scripture true
Yellow wishes a happy Mother’s Day too
He is using winter white words
That tap dance on my nerves
Violet verbs slippery perturbed
“If you licorice love me you would”
Begging come on I’ve been good
Wanting to chop his hard wood
Then as if a light switch flips
Sour verses drips from lips
Grabbing green envying hips
Sometimes I am like red wine
Loosening up mahogany mind
Encouraging emerald good time
Tonight I am brown whiskey
I’ve the lock denying key
No amethyst access to me
It’s not a game at all
I am not hard but soft
His memory of that lost
If I was his favorite red car
He’d not stab it so hard
Or tear it apart from heart
Try a little teal tenderness
Use your charm to caress
Don’t curse with verse, bless
I need to emotionally connect
Not be made a sex object
You use to get through when upset
If you really care for ME
Be as easy as blue breeze
We both have neon needs
I want to be like a spirit free
Of hazel hypocrisy like helium
Blowing up egos and
Puffing up chests
I want to be more but I am not
Born in sin of faulty men
And women who love them
Until they don’t
Then the scales fall from their eyes
Wails build walls tall and emphasized
Love is a crime of passion
Cranberry flavored and rationed
To the green eyed monsters of envy
Seeking what they think is romanticism
Reeling after a taste of pickled realism
For to cherish truly is to sacrifice
Thinking acting in the interest of
Lover despite all the cherry challenges
Keeping vows weathering clouds
With a lavender lyric hidden in heart
I watch the amazing feat of such beauty
And respect realizing I may never really
Destroy the thorns around my red heart
That I’ve decorated and celebrated as
Amethyst art
I am cowardly set in my own ways
A phantom of licorice streets old days
Freely loving old roses pressed pages
For they speak to a heart of safe places
Memories sweet as marmalade
Whimsical white word wizzardry
Really something heard or said to me
Inspired by the greats of poetry
Teal thoughts hard soft like lake deep
Emerald energy synergy all bottled up
Red romantic fantasy that I’m the star of
Singing off key to songs in the blue truck
Black ink is strong driven by pen of love
Like a dragonfly buzzing boisterous around
Oil anointed by amethyst acrostic’s sound
Cringing at raspberry rough draft on my page
Keeping humble laughs indigo ideas I chase
Love finger paints amethyst art on my heart
Illuminates life even if times are onyx dark
I wait for such an artist to brighten my days
Sculpting my mind my tongue with what to say
For a gentle nudge of affection inspires my dreams
Sweet as candy convection is why you stick to me
I feel you are the water so blue waving over
Making wet dreams true the shy red bolder
I have met you in my heart perhaps in another life
Somehow I know we are to find us in due time
Gliding through dark skies
Looking for a bit of light
Amethyst heart full of dreams
Slowest of starts still rising
Sleepy clouds cuddling crow
With wings of black similar soul
Intoxicating smell of fresh kill
Needing a meal feeding a thrill
Grassy place provides a space
Sharp beak eats bloody face
Rolling royal spirit powerful purple praise
Universal souls hear it bow follow ways
Amethyst heart belonging to true God
Casting eyes upwards praying towards star
Heavenly goals must do your part
Is amethyst a purple myth,
or just a rock,
some silicon quartz:
violet tetrahedra?
Is it really a-methusdos,
not drunken,
sane?
Perhaps royal regalia,
rare and kingly -
yet, common in Brazil?
Rock on, amethyst!
Imagine cracking a geode
and all that glittery stuff inside.
Pondering the possibility
Of pavement as concrete garden
Not green but faded grey
Definitely depraved hardened
Even so one lone weed flower
Rises between crumbling cracks
Indifferent boisterous bold
Never shrinking or looking back
Growing even glowing
The blue sky never hides
Hues of rainbows and sunshine
Even the rain washes pavement pain
People are like weeds and flowers
Amethyst hearted unaware of their power
Very much like violets in spring
Elephant ears hear voices ring
Making mahogany men feel as king
Eager to have stroked self esteem
Never mind peace pavement dreams
That wars are won and lost for queens
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